The audience laughs and I join them. I find Will in the audience, and he's watching, standing still. I can't read his face.

Someone hands me a mic, and Leo takes his mic off the stand and sets the stand aside.

"Don't we need a guitar?" I ask into the mic.

"Nope, we have backup." He winks and nods at one of the guys to join us on stage with a guitar. He leans in and whispers the song in the guy's ear. I don't know him; he must have joined the band after they got to L.A.

"This song," Leo says into the mic and looks up at me, his dark gray eyes happy. "is called Marry Me and was originally done by a band who is also from Seattle, Train."

The audience applauds again, and I can't look away from Leo. We always nailed this song. It wasn't originally written as a duet, but we alternate the verses and join together for the chorus.

I start, while Leo watches, lip singing along with me, his eyes bright and happy and encouraging, and I offer him a sa.s.sy smile as I start the song.

Forever can never be long enough for me Feel like I've had long enough with you Forget the world now we won't let them see But there's one thing left to do Now that the weight has lifted Love has surely shifted my way He joins me for the chorus. This tall, tattooed rock star, singing a sweet love song. It looks all wrong, but G.o.d, his voice is amazing. As his voice joins mine in perfect harmony, goose b.u.mps break out on my skin and I smile widely at him.

Marry Me Today and every day Marry Me If I ever get the nerve to say h.e.l.lo in this cafe Say you will Mm-hmm Say you will Mm-hmm I lower my mic to my side and watch Leo take over the next verse. I've always loved to watch him sing, even when I was very young, in the first foster home with him. He would sing to me all the time, and then let me play his guitar, showing me so patiently where to put my fingers and make the sounds perfect. He taught me how to control my voice.

He taught me everything I know about music.

As he sings these lyrics, I can't help but wonder if he has a special woman in his life now. I hope so. He deserves one, although I know his trust issues go deeper than mine.

Together can never be close enough for me Feel like I am close enough to you You wear white and I'll wear out the words I love you And you're beautiful Now that the wait is over And love and has finally shown her my way For the last half of the song, we sing it all in harmony. I hear Jack, our original pianist, join the guitar and I'm just completely swept up in the moment. We step closer together, pa.s.sionately singing about this sweet love, just inches apart.

Marry me Today and every day Marry me If I ever get the nerve to say h.e.l.lo in this cafe Say you will Mm-hmm Say you will Mm-hmm Promise me You'll always be Happy by my side I promise to Sing to you When all the music dies We smile at each other after that last line, and then finish the song.

And marry me Today and everyday Marry me If I ever get the nerve to say h.e.l.lo in this cafe Say you will Mm-hmm Say you will Marry me Mm-hmm The music fades and Leo smiles at me, offering me that secret smile he used to give me when we were kids and we knew we might get into trouble for something we planned to do.

But he never got me into trouble. He always protected me.

He pulls me into a tender hug, then pulls back and gazes down at me. I don't hear the applause around us, or the audience asking for more.

Leo leans in and whispers in my ear, "I've really missed you, Meg-pie. I love you."

He kisses my cheek, right next to my lips, and backs away, and I grin at him. "I love you too."

Chapter Twenty-Five.

~Will~ I stand transfixed and watch the woman I adore sing my favorite love song with another man. And even though I know she loves Leo as a brother, I want to punch him.

Hard.

Her sweet voice fills the air, and I am even more in love with her in this moment than I was before she walked up on that stage, and I didn't know that was possible.

She's so f.u.c.king talented.

And s.e.xy as h.e.l.l in that dress, with her hair up, showing off her slender back and soft neck, and the diamond earrings I bought her a few weeks ago. I can't wait to get her out of it and make love to her. I just never get enough of her.

Forever can never be long enough for me.

d.a.m.n if that isn't the truth.

The song comes to an end, and Leo pulls Meg in for a hug, whispers something to her, and because I'm standing straight ahead, I can't tell if he kisses her on the cheek or the edge of her lips.

My hands tighten into fists.

Then he pulls away from her and she mouths the words, "I love you too."

f.u.c.k me.

Chapter Twenty-Six.

~Meg~ I wave at the crowd and carefully walk down the stairs in my heels. That felt fantastic. I didn't realize how much I missed playing in front of an audience, especially with Leo. I hope I get to see him again while he's in town.

I cross the dance floor, and Jules and Nate meet me in the middle to hug me.

"Thank you so much. That was so beautiful," Jules murmurs in my ear as she hugs me.

"You're welcome."

"Thank you, beautiful girl," Nate hugs me close too. Wow, holy muscles on this one. I smile up at him shyly.

"My pleasure. Congratulations, you guys."

The family all hugs me and tells me that they loved the songs, but my eyes are searching for Will.

"You didn't tell me you knew Leo Nash, girl," Samantha mutters with a grin. "I'm going to want to hear this story."

I laugh. "We'll get together soon and I'll tell you all about it."

Finally, I find Will, standing back from the crowd. His face is sober, hands in his pockets, and the light has gone out of his eyes, and my stomach falls into my feet.

Something is very wrong.

"Hey," I say as I approach him.

"Hey," he responds.

"What's wrong?" I ask, but he just shakes his head.

"Meg, that was amazing," Natalie and Luke are suddenly at our side.

"Seriously, Meg, I know people," Luke's smiling, but his voice is all business mode. "I could make some calls on Monday. You should be singing for a living, my friend."

I'm shaking my head and holding my hands up for them to stop. "No, thank you."

Will's eyes narrow on me, but he stays silent.

"But, why? Meg, music has been your life for as long as I've known you," Natalie responds.

"It's not my life now." I shake my head again and sigh. "I love music. I always will, but I love my kids at the hospital." I shrug. "I'm happy here. I don't need to be the center of attention."

"If you change your mind, just say the word." Luke leans in and kisses my cheek. "I could help make you a very rich woman."

"I'm already rich," I respond with a smile. "I don't need the money."

Luke tilts his head and a slow smile spreads across his incredibly gorgeous face. "Fair enough."

Nat winks at me and they walk away, off to mingle with other guests.

"Talk to me," I whisper up to Will when he still says nothing, just gazes down at me with sober eyes.

He shakes his head. "Not here. We'll enjoy the reception. But we will talk later."

My mouth gapes open and I just stare up at him. What the h.e.l.l did I do?

"Okay," I murmur. He nods once, sharply, and leads me back into the crowd to mingle and chat. He smiles and plays the perfect brother for the rest of the evening, but never puts a hand on me. Never looks at me. If I rest my hand on him, he steps away from my touch.

It's f.u.c.king killing me.

"Will..." I begin when we have a moment alone, but I see Leo approach from the corner of my eye and I sigh as Will stiffens next to me.

This is the issue.

"Hey, Meg, we're taking a break. Is this Will?" he asks and I raise a brow in question. "Jules' dad mentioned you'd snagged Will's heart," Leo answers my unspoken questions and I grin.

"Yes, this is Will. Will, this is Leo."

Will offers his hand to shake, but his face is anything but friendly. "h.e.l.lo."

"Hey, I'm a big Seattle football fan," Leo tells him with a smile.

"Cool," is all Will says, and Leo steps back, narrows his eyes and looks between Will and I skeptically. Finally, his dark gaze finds mine.

"Problem?"

I shake my head and force a smile. "No problem."

I search the room with my eyes, trying to find someone to come save me. As much as I want to catch up with Leo, I need to talk to Will. His silence is killing me.

Samantha catches my gaze from a few feet away, and immediately steps into action, G.o.d love her.

"Leo, have you met Samantha?" I ask him as Sam joins us.

"Uh, no." He doesn't look down at her, not really caring who she is.

"She's Luke's sister," I explain further, and he smiles in recognition. Sam is drop-dead beautiful, and Leo grins down at her, nods, but then looks back at me, in full protective brother mode, sensing the tension between Will and I. I don't need him to start something.

"Sam," I grin at her, "Leo hasn't seen Jules in a long time. Would you take him over to see her and meet Nate?"

Leo continues to scowl at me, but then sighs and smiles down at Sam. "Hi, Samantha."

"It's just Sam," she responds and tucks her arm in his. "Let's do the obligatory walk away thing where we don't sense the tension over there and find somewhere else to be."

Leave it to Sam to not beat around the bush.

"Will, this is crazy. Talk to me. What did I do?"

But he frowns stubbornly and shakes his head again. "Not here."

"You're scaring me." I whisper.

"This is not the time or the place," he mutters, still not meeting my gaze.

"Time to toss the bouquet!" Jules announces. "Meg, get your s.e.xy a.s.s in here!"

I keep my eyes on Will's face, begging him to talk to me.

"Go, Jules is calling for you," he mutters and turns his back on me and walks away.

f.u.c.k.

All the single girls are gathered in a semi-circle before the stage. In this crowd, there aren't many single girls, maybe fifteen. Sam is nowhere to be found, probably still chatting with Leo.

Traitor.

I paste a smile on for Jules and wait patiently for her to make a big show of tossing the bouquet. I try to step aside so Brynna can catch it, but wouldn't you know it falls right in my hands.

Sonofab.i.t.c.h.

I just laugh and hold it above my head. Jules hugs me and we pose for photos. The photographer asks for a few more posed family photos, and when the last photo is taken, Will returns to my side.

"Is all the wedding c.r.a.p over?" he asks.

"Yeah, all that's left is dancing and getting drunk," I respond.

"Good, let's get out of here."